[ wow. while dimitri is basically a copy-paste of his own father, there's no resemblance whatsoever between that man and sebastian, besides perhaps a predilection for tears.
it's the unnerving stare and last words he says that leaves dimitri coming out of the memory with a distinctly sour expression, bristling slightly, but he very quickly smooths it over to concern. ]
[ it's hateful how often these memories happen; he looks sympathetic, because he knows first-hand that this is a difficult thing, and his question is gently asked. ]
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it's the unnerving stare and last words he says that leaves dimitri coming out of the memory with a distinctly sour expression, bristling slightly, but he very quickly smooths it over to concern. ]
Your mother... did she return?
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he shakes his head. ]
No.
...I think the police probably stopped looking a while back. It's been a pretty long time.
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Have you stopped looking, though?
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So I'm not really... looking, I guess. But I still hope she'll come back eventually.